SNAPSHOT. Liverpool. A Sunny Lime Street Morning.

A busy morning unfolds itself on a freshly minted Thursday. Things to do, places to go, cake to eat and coffee to drink. You get the drift The first stop is Liverpool, then onward.

A busy morning unfolds itself on a freshly minted Thursday. Things to do, places to go, cake to eat and coffee to drink. You get the drift The first stop is Liverpool, then onward.

I had a day out planned for today. I’d done some research, checked the timetables AND taken a look at the weather forecast.

Every once in a while a shot comes along that is just so right only a fool would walk by and not get the camera out and push the shutter button. This is one such image.

I’m sat in my little spare bedroom of an office watching the rain hammer down outside, which is I suppose preferable to being out in it. Even without the current sadnesses and difficulties, this is a part of the year that always drags for me. Daylight is still on the scarce side and the weather is as unpredictable as a half starved Bugblatter Beast from Traal ( yes it’s the kind of weather where a Hoopy Frood needs to know where his towel is #HGTTG )

Down by the Pier Head on Mann Island sits the headquarters of RIBA North, The Royal Institute of British Architects. The building is a brooding mass of black glass and angularity, a Bond villain lair by the Mersey.

The place is Liverpool, the dateline line is August 2014. I’m making my way across the city from Lime Street station on my way to the Wirral. Sometimes I catch the Merseyrail train from the sub surface platform at Lime Street, other times I make my way through the city to James Street station down near the Pier Head. A bit of mix and matching, traveller’s variety etc. This time […]